1.
Life is fragile.
Wednesday night I was at a meeting. When it let out, I got caught up chatting. I ended up being nearly the last person to leave.
I was walking to my car alone on a dark, gravel road. There wasn’t even a proper sidewalk. And I was walking fast because it was cold. That is, until, in an instant, I found myself in said gravel.
Of course it all happened in slow motion. And thankfully all I have is a badly bruised hand and a scraped up knee.
2.
We better enjoy today.
Tomorrow isn’t promised. And, I think, maybe living in the moment, today, right now, is the key to overcoming an anxious heart/mind.
Because right now, in this moment, everything is okay.
It really is. And maybe it wasn’t in that moment we fell. And maybe it won’t be tomorrow. But right now, as I sit here, typing with one swollen hand and the other scraped — it’s okay. I’m okay. And for right now, that’s all I need it to be.